Havak

Roman the Questari

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Script Answers

“Greetings! What’s your name, friend?”

My name is Romanovich Gellistar Cominichi Guvassiaye, but I am called, by all who have the inclination, Roman. This collection of badly painted pine boxes you see behind me is The Wayward Grackle. I am its guide, its teamster, and its captain. Have you ever travelled by way of a Questari caravan? It is a thing of extreme comfort…and discretion.

“Ready your weapon and prepare to die!”

Weapon? Me? Clearly, you have mistaken me for some other handsome fellow.

“That’s a nice cloak you have there. Would you consider a trade?”

“This cloak. It was given me by my dearest grandmother. It is almost priceless. How could I part with such a thing? This trade would have to be very special. Yes, special indeed.

“Enemy troops ahead! We’ve got to do something!”

“Quiet down. They’ll want a bribe no doubt.

“Will you allow some weary travelers to rest here for a bit?”

“Yes. Of course. Do you play cards?”

“Do you know where Ramus the Healer resides?” (Assume the answer is ‘no’)

“Ah, the great Ramus…no I don’t. We have our own healers, I’m afraid. Much better in some ways. Questari magic can go where imperial magic can go. Good luck with Ramus though. I have heard that he is a skilled man with a saw”

“Where can we find Princess Marcella?” (Assume the NPC knows the answer)

“Marcella? Princess. Never heard of her.”

“May I borrow your horse?”

Ha ha. Good one."

“Have you ever heard of Grendar the Mighty?” (Assume that Grendar killed the NPC’s brother)

“I have not. Are you a friend of this Grendar, I have use and gold for a mercenary.”

“We need to hide this map. Will you help us?”

“By the font of Debachka, I will hide it. Look for me at the fair of Trevonfold three nights hence. Carry with you a chicken, that way I will know that you have not been compromised. Ask at the Folded Scalliwag for Vincenza Montpelier. That will be the name I will be registered under and then I will give you back this map. Until then, you have the word of the Questari that I, Bucephalus Quenzi, will keep it safe.”